Green summer slain The icy tread of winter In the ascendent A dying time beginning Holding the hope of rebirth

Autumn is in the air. The sun rises through a misty veil and the trees weep withered tears. The child in me recalls the old tale of the kings who contend as the seasons turn. The battle must be true, yet the victor is always known. All things have their season.

This time, it is the turn of the White King of Winter to defeat the Green King of Summer. The land mourns her vanquished verdant lord before wedding the White King. She spreads a pall of jewelled gold across his face. Beneath her shadowed heart, new life begins to grow.

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Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs.
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When I lived in Portland, Oregon which is 1000 mile north of where I am, I could see distinctive four seasons. My daughter lives there. She knows I missed the four seasons, so she sent me photos of golden leaves trees and snow!!

The seasons slide into each other here, but they are very different. Living in the middle of France for many years, I missed a distinctive winter, so I know what you mean… until the winter where even the mains water pipes froze underground!

Oh, no! That must be really cold. My circulation is not very good, so I tend to stay indoor when it’s too cold. Even though I miss the seasons, the weather here in Southern California is better for me physically!

Does it rain often in England? It was May when we were in London. We visited my husband’s cousin. He has a house on a stretch, an island with six houses on it. He was going to take us out on his boat but it rained very hard, so we didn’t go.

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